Mephiles' POV
Why? Why him? Why did it have to be him? My love... now gone...
His name was Silver. He was a beautiful albino hedgehog with five quills on the front of his head and two in the back. And capturing golden eyes... I still remember when I first met him... At the grocery store. It was pretty cliché too. His paper bag tore and I helped him pick up the contents. I gave him an extra bag I had and he thanked me. After that, we would meet up at the store every Saturday. And I would see him more and more during the rest of the week.
We had switched numbers too. He would call me at 5:30 every night. We would talk for hours on end. When I finally got the courage, I asked him out. He said yes. He sounded so happy. After our first date, we would go to the movies every Friday. And still meet at the store too. I got to see him twice a week. Then after three months of dates, I caught him at my favorite café. We would meet there every Wednesday. Three days a week and I was the happiest hedgehog alive.
After a year, we met up at the café, and I asked him to marry me. He was so happy that he screamed and jumped on me. I still remember when we fell to the ground and nearly tripped one of the waitresses. She was mad until she found that I had proposed. Everyone at the café congratulated us. They looked happy for us. Silver was happy for an official 'us'.
He moved in with me a week after that. And two months after that, our wedding. He looked so beautiful in his mothers dress. The dark sky-blue dress that flowed an extra five feet behind him. The matching veil that hid his face from me. The rainbow of colored flowers in his bouquet. We said out vows and were married. We went to the recession and Silver threw the flowers. Sonic caught them. His face was redder than Knuckles and Shadow's streaks combined. The best part, Shadow was going to propose to him that night too. Sonic was even redder than when he caught the flowers. It was so funny.
Me and Silver were the last ones to leave the party. We went to a beach house that I rented for our honeymoon. We shared a night of passion that night. Both our firsts too... Still one of the best memories that I'll cherish forever.
A month after our marriage. We found out that Silver was a hermaphrodite. How? He was pregnant. With twins too. I made sure to fulfill his cravings and ease him when the morning sickness came. We were always early for the ultra sounds. The nurses would prepare a room for us ahead of time. We were well known to the hospital.
During the fifth month ultra though. They said something wasn't right. The twins had stopped growing. They were half the size they were supposed to be. The doctor said that if by the next time we came in and they were the same way, the twins might not be... alive....
It was only a week after the ultra sound that Silver went into labor. I rushed him to the hospital and they took him to the ER. I waited for hours. Called up our friends and they showed up. I had started pacing the waiting room. I would watch the ER doors for any sign for the doctor.
The pit in my stomach only grew when more doctors and nurses went running into Silvers room. I waited another two and a half hours. Half our friends left to go home and whished hope for Silver and the pups to be alright. I had to wait another half hour and it was down to Sonic and Shadow. The doctor finally came out.
I had jumped out my seat and ran to him. I was asking questions left and right like there was no tomorrow. He couldn't say anything. Just shook his head and bowed it with a sorrowful look. Silver was gone. The pups were gone three weeks before. That was what caused him to die.
I ran from him. I ran from the hospital. I ran from my friends, I ran from my home, I ran from everyone, I just... ran. From everything. I wished I wasn't born. I wished I hadn't had met my snow-furred love. I wished to go back and fix everything. But it wouldn't happen... It couldn't...
Nights after my loss, I would be at home. Laying in bed, on Silver's side. Sitting in the living room, where I would see Silver every morning I woke. Make a small snack, food that Silver loved. Take a shower, use Silver's washes. Everything I did, was based from Silver.
My friends would come by as often as they could. Greet me with smiles and give me presents on holidays and everything else. As if Silver was still here. Or like he never was. I started to fight with myself on if they were friends or not. If they were helping or hurting me.
Smiling because they were happy he was gone, or to hint that I should move on? Giving me gifts to forget, or to cheer me up? Being with me to try and put themselves in Silvers place, or to comfort me?
These questions would bombard my mind every night. I would lay on Silver's side and think. This or that? Them or him? Help or hurt? Right or wrong?
Was I okay? No. Was I going to get help? No. Did I want help? No. Did I want my friends anymore? No. Was I losing myself?
...
...
yes
...
I wanted Silver. I wanted to see his sparkling gold orbs. I wanted to see our beautiful pups. I wanted winter nights staring at the warm fire with him in my arms. I wanted dinners where we would choke on our food from laughing too hard. I wanted to be happy. I wanted to feel love.
I
Wanted
Silver
Just Silver. And only Silver. Silver was my sun. Silver was my moon. Silver was my world. Silver was my galaxy. Silver was my haven. Silver was me. Silver was a part of me that I no longer have. Silver is the only thing that goes through my mind. Silver is the only thing that goes through me.
Silver... my love
Silver... my love
Silver... my love
Silver's POV
Why? Why him? Why did it have to be him? My love... now gone...
I stood on the other side of the wall, looking in through the mirror-window. My love, Mephiles, now sat in the corner of an asylum cell. The walls were white and matched my loves clothes. After I had a C-section for our long gone twins, he went insane. I stayed at the hospital for six months in healing. During that time, my love slowly lost himself. Our friends would visit and chat with him. They would give him gifts that I wanted to give to him on the holidays. They even tried to get him to come visit me. But the day they went, was the day he was brought here.
"Silver?" came Sonic's voice.
"Yeah?" I answered.
"We can't stay any longer. It's been half an hour."
I sighed. I nodded my head and took one last glance at my love, who swung side to side with his knees to his chest and eyes wide. My heart breaks every night. I lay on his side of the bed, make the food he likes, sit where he would find me in the mornings, everything. Now...
I finally walk out the room and close the door. Tears begin to roll down my muzzle as I walk from the building and to my car where I rev it up, and drive home. My lonely, quiet home which I wish my love would return to...
My love... Mephiles...
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